David Threadgold

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.4. A Badgers Lot - Poem by David Threadgold

Morning mist near badgers set
No one’s coming home just yet
Black and white stripes muddy browned
Digging juicy worms from ground

Tasty morsels go down well
Found by using only smell
Nearly full as daylight dawns
Badgers tired I’m sure they yawned

Under cover heading back
Muddy mounds left in a stack
Time to rest tired badgers heads
With their partners off to beds

All day long the sun shines cruel
The badgers in their set keep cool
As dusk approached a scratching sound
All badgers away to their hunting ground

© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

Comments about .4. A Badgers Lot by David Threadgold

  • (9/20/2008 10:26:00 PM)

    I have never thought much of badger's before. This is a wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/19/2008 8:31:00 AM)

    For such a mean breed of animal you made them seem almost friendly :) Your poem was great, nice rhyme and flow. Very descriptive I could almost see the mean little guys. Nice poem and very well written. (Report) Reply

  • (9/14/2008 10:46:00 AM)

    This is the first poem of yours I have read. Brilliant.. (Report) Reply

  • (9/3/2008 6:26:00 PM)

    God observation Sir Brock is favourite of mine (Report) Reply

  • (7/23/2008 1:47:00 PM)

    I love this poem. Brilliant. (Report) Reply

  • (7/10/2008 10:00:00 AM)

    really beautiful poem man...excellent read...i loved the imagery of the worms from the earth and the description of nature/badger...great one (Report) Reply

  • (7/7/2008 6:08:00 AM)

    Very nice to read a good poem! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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